The big girl replied without any annoyance:

"If you want to go to the cafe on the seventh floor, would you treat him to a dinner? The chef there is still wrong."

After a few seconds, I stretched out my left hand holding the steak, held it against my head and said:

"He will betray you, right?"

Baroness Bournière glanced at me, turned her head to the big girl and said:

Waiting for the older girl to respond, Lumian said in a bewitching tone:

"Which god does he believe in?"

Just eat, why are you talking so little... Lumian quietly watched the big girl eating a full meal with a satisfied expression.

Moreover, that guy also looks fat, which can only be described as strong.

After saying that, Pei Fayu turned around and walked into the stairs.

"The True God Church is too devout. Believers can indeed claim which god they believe in at will, but are those people harmful? What you are preventing are followers of the evil god. We are cold-hearted and have no sense. We will make lies in order to deceive others.

Calling one's faith a sign of piety is a blasphemous act." Lumian observed the eldest girl's reaction.

“It’s not delicious, but you don’t have the right to be picky about food when you’re hungry. I don’t want to wait until noon to go to the kitchen to eat. The real enjoyment is always the food cooked by excellent chefs. It’s best to bring a little less hunger.·

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Did I let the military flask leave my mouth? I asked slightly clearly:

"The big steak was cooked wrong, but the meat itself was too bad..."

Are you so hungry that you eat rats alive? If you starve for half a day or a day, will you even want to eat the people on the road? Lumian took out an iron-gray military hip flask from the inside of his clothes with his left hand.

"Thermipolos, where exactly is the fate he mentioned?"
Chapter completed!